So This is What Happens
© 2018 KLarson
So This is What Happens
© 2018 KLarson
Today is the first official day of Fall. And a stunning day it is. This September has been glorious. Fine weather, beautiful skies, bountiful produce and gardens still flourishing.
Bon Accord put on an event this weekend called the Summer Skies Equinox. A 30 hour marathon of events and activities all associated with the night sky began on Friday evening and will culminate at just past midnight on the 22nd.
This morning, Heather and I got up and went for an early morning walk — 6:15-ish — not something we usually do on a weekend and ended it with a stop for a cup of tea. Well, I had coffee (thank God they thought of us coffee drinkers!). The ladies from Vintage Petals tea shop in Morinville set up a little tea station outside the Golden Jems building and a handful of us early risers stood about enjoying a steaming cup while we chatted and enjoyed the dawn.
The morning sky has been stunning these past few days. Clear, un-marred by clouds and a gorgeous array of colour from cerulean blue on the horizon to darkest indigo high overhead. Venus and Jupiter have been twin lights shining a bright greeting in the Eastern sky each morning, and we were lucky enough to see them in perfect alignment with the moon one morning.
Had I been up to it last night I’d have gone out to check the night sky through some amazingly powerful telescopes set up by local astronomers. Heather and her husband did and she says they got some fantastic views of the planets and even a couple of nebulas.
But, I was satisfied with my walk this morning, the clear, crisp morning air, the sky overhead, the town still mostly asleep and our footsteps crunching along the gravel road as we made our way towards the warmth of tea and community.
Well, it’s Sept. 3rd, Labour Day 2012. I am avoiding any kind of labour today. It’s tough enough facing being back at work.
I think we’ll go to a movie this afternoon and then to our favourite pizza restaurant — Famoso’s.
It has turned out to be a very cool, wet and windy weekend. so much for the forecast of beautiful, warm and sunny we were promised. Saturday night was particularly crazy. The wind was unbelievable. Made me think that we were somehow getting some of the tail end of Hurricane Kirk.
Don’t know if that’s really possible this far North, but wow, those winds really came up fast.
Thank God today it’s sunny. Still cool — only 13 degrees. Technically, we’re still in summer, but we Albertan’s can tell, Fall has descended upon us.
Tim and I went for a bike ride this morning and it made me sad to see all the leaves littering the ground. The fields are being harvested, the geese have started migrating. The frogs aren’t croaking quite so loudly or frequently in the slough on the corner, and the calves are looking heavier and less gamboly as they graze in the fields. I’ve started wondering where we’re going to spend Thanksgiving this year. And planning our holiday for Spring Break.
My month is meted out in meetings and emails and once again, I’m living for the weekends.
And, as this is really, unofficially the last weekend of summer, I decided to just enjoy it, blustery though it was.
Tomorrow it’s kids in the hallways and coffee breaks and bagged lunches.
Here are some pictures I took this weekend of the fields around Bon Accord, County of Sturgeon and County of Westlock. Just to give you an idea of how beautiful it can be in this lovely season. I took them between 5;30 and 6:45 in the evening.
I played around with the colour in some of them, because one thing I did learn in my solitary photography class a few weeks ago is that the colour captured by digital cameras will never be as good as what we used to get with roll film. So, going in to tweak the colour is not cheating. It’s representing what your eye saw. Hopefully, you like what mine saw.
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It’s Thanksgiving weekend.
Here in Canada.
A quiet time of family
and turkey dinners,
table games and catching
the last glory of Fall,
pretending that the snow
won’t come, but feeling
its icy kiss brush your cheek
as you kick through fallen leaves
while holding tight to the hand
of someone you love.
It’s a time for last weekends
at the lake, last hikes on trails
gone to gold from green;
a time for Northern Lights
and sitting around a fire under
a big dark sky. It’s trail rides
and one more time out on the boat;
it’s driving dusty country roads
in search of one perfect tree,
one the winds haven’t
yet stripped naked of autumn’s splendor,
for that ever elusive family photo,
the one that there’s always
next year for. And,
if this is not the year, no matter;
the heart will capture what
Here, in Canada.
Not a great shot, compositionally, but I was in a hurry. Just wanted to share the colours.
It is a lovely morning here in Bon Accord. The sky is glorious, the breeze soft and warm. The smell of ripening apples is everywhere, and the ground is covered in brown and gold leaves. When I step out in the morning and am confronted by the beauty of a sky like this it lifts my heart and my spirit and makes me glad to be alive. I know I am truly blessed.
Today, at work our school is taking part in the annual Terry Fox run. A Canadian legend, his legacy continues to inspire. I am glad that we are going to have such a beautiful day in which to celebrate his achievements. The river valley trail where our run takes place will be a gorgeous backdrop to this event. I will sit in my G-spot and cheer the kids on as they run, jog, lope, walk and sometimes whine their way past me.
I’ll listen to the sounds of the birds in the bushes and trees around me, and relax to the soft rush of water below as the Sturgeon River wends its way eastward. It’s a great way to spend an afternoon — don’t know many other jobs that have such great perks.
Enjoy the gifts you are given today.
Morning has broken in Bon Accord. And at least this morning it wasn’t freezing.
We had a fairly heavy frost the night before last, but last night I think we were frost-free. Still, I am wearing gloves in the morning on my walk.
I love Fall, but I hate the impending cold. I wish it could be about 10 degrees in the mornings and then warm up to about 25 throughout the day, slowly lowering to a manageable 14 or so throughout the night. That would be perfect. It’s the colours of Fall that are so enchanting, I can’t wait to see all the trees turn shades of red and gold. And then there are the smells: that spicy, almost musky smell of leaves as they fall and collect on the ground; the deep, rich smell of earth as gardens and fields are cleaned up of the decay from another growing season. It’s an intoxicating mix.
I took my first camera class on Tuesday. It was a little basic, but I did learn a couple of things about my camera that surprised me. I’m looking forward to next week, and will be definitely signing up for future classes. I am hoping to discover the secrets that make some of my fluky photos so good, while others are just abysmally bad. Not that I ever expect to be a pro, but I would like to have some consistency about the pictures I take, and a better understanding of this lovely camera and how to make it do what I want it to do.
Work is a bit of a trial this year. New schedules, plenty of changes. It’s been a stressful couple of weeks. I think, though, I’m finally settling into the changes. Me and change — never a good mix.
It’s grandson #2’s birthday this weekend. He will be 2 years old. My goodness they are growing up so fast. Beginning to think I’m an old granny! LOL.
My son came over last night and helped his father draw up a plan for our deck. Hopefully, before too much longer we’ll start the building process. As with all things we do, this one is not as simple as we had hoped. But with Landon’s help I think we’ll finally get things underway. I am so thankful, Bud.
Well, I guess that’s about all the time I have for an update. A busy day, evening and weekend ahead. Hope I get back here before the weekend is out.